You Can Get It Too Lyrics

You Can Get It Too lyrics

[Intro]

Wussup real niggas? (Real niggas..)

Aye yo, shout out to dem
niggas in penny-tentiary

I see y'all niggas, my niggas comin' home!!

And it's onn!!



[Verse 1]

I don't want no problems (Yeah
nigga), I just want to shoot (So watch yaself)

I don't want to rob 'em
(Haha), I just want tha loot (Gimme dat, mothafucka!)

I don't want no
problems (Yeah nigga), I just want to shoot (So watch yaself)

I don't
want to rob 'em (Haha), I just want tha loot (Gimme dat, mothafucka!)

There come 'em boys wit' dem bandanas on (Yeah!)

They totin' A.K's wit'
banana clips on (Blow!)

You thankin' we snorin' some much white on dese
streets (Whudd!)

Dese ho's out here doin', I'm a P-i-m-p

Nigga TIP
is murda case, {?} is murda case, {?} is murda case

Cashville tha murda
state, {?} is murda case, {?} is murda case

Look I ain't here to play, I
can git it 'nutha day (Yeah!)

I do it fo' tha hood, and you do it fo' TV
(C'monn!)

Now, streets love niggas like me and Young Jeezy

I'm
leanin' on tha leatha and grippin' on tha wood

Wit' my hand on a metal, I
wish a nigga would (Wooooo)



[Chorus - 2x]

I don't want no
problems, I just want to shoot (Boom!)

I don't want to rob 'em, I just
want tha loot (Yeah!)

And I ain't fo' no talkin', so wutchu wanna do?!
(Do!)

Got click full of killas, nigga you can git it too!! (Too!)



[Verse 2]

Tha word on tha streets is

Some G-Unit niggas,
wit' whole lotta guns, bussin' shots (Yeeaaahh)

So somebody call 50, and
tell him come quicky

Go try to make 'em young boys stop (Ooowhh!!)

I'm not sent to play dese games (Whudd!)

See some thangs, they'll
change

You'll no longa hear me sayin' dese rappas names (Nah!)

I
had e'nuff, gotta cake to shot, ya time's up

Bitch I'm comin' to ya hood
if you wanna fight Buck (Let's Gooo!)

Spider-Loc got me ridin' thru dese
sets in L.A.

As country as I am, mayn' I feel like I'm gon'
stay(West-ssiide!)

They know a real nigga when they see 'em - I won't
play

And I ain't worry 'bout no money nigga, I know Dre

Tha glock
stay on me, and tha knife's fo' back-up (Ooh!!)

I'm comin' to tha +Vibe
Awards+, dare ya to ack up (Haha)

Go tell 'em dat I'm back, and I'm still
on my hustle

You know a nigga stapped, hommie you don't want no
trouble



[Chorus - x2]



[Outro]

Huh!!

So it
is whudd it is..

Dat's a rap..

Next time I'm start shootin' tha shit
outta you bitch azz rap niggas

Phureal tho!!

Niggas know, I just
walked out up of dat court room smellin' like weed and shiit..

Haha..

Phureal like you know, tha probation offica can kiss my ass!

Tha D.A.
can kiss my ass!

Every body in tha Goddamn court room, can kiss my
ass!!

Fuck y'all!!

'Cause see, when a mothafuckin' nigga got his
life in ya hands

y'all mothafuckin' still good

But when a nigga
beat cho mothafuckin' azz, y'all niggas be like "Wooohh"